Luyện nghe bài hát BET Cypher

[Verse 1: Q]
Uh, Most of these niggas shouldn't be to us
We keep our distance those, those acting like hoes
Zany imposed, weed in my clothes, is gold
Ya get told, put the realest niggas
Niggas, product of cap pillers, and dealers
Streets keep watching, aye, [click](undefined) boom the bird ya shot down
to the top now, they want a third strike on my [background](undefined)
But nah homie, put the on when I [slide](undefined) on 'em
Put the [cash](undefined) in the safe and here's a extra slug 'for I
Ya smoke faster me with a eighth
Or better yet a [wet](undefined) on a plate
Burning ya faith, all covered in tape
with them boys in blue, chill out 'for rags at you
You to the cops saying: How we do?
Saying it's just rap and them lines true
So I threw Q, fuck it, menage a two or maybe trois
Baby girl a [pot](undefined) pie, I be her da da
Coochie smacking, praise to Allah
Get blazed in my car,

[Verse 2: Jay
Rock got it, rock came rock bottom
Sparked the flames, still as a top shotta
I ain't no backpack rapper, I ain't no
And if he ain't to you mind ya business then
Cold with it, Black Hippie, we cold niggas
All the girlies us, get a whiff of us
They bones quiver, heard clown throwing stones at us
Holding boulders once you hear that YAWK. watching domes shatter
It's Top Dawg we rap, whack rappers, feline
Reason why we don't run with cats, nine O five nine -
Where my at
up in that [family van](undefined) holding 2's like the handyman
And to be not with all this rapping politickin'
competition, wrapped up my position
'Til I'm finished, 'Til I make a couple
Then I'm outtie on them with my crimmies chillin'
ya feelings, now can I [live](undefined)?
Look I gotta keep my on top of the dirt
'Cause I go they like when you dropping some work?
Been a threat birth
The rap pallbearer when I'm droppin' the Hearst
I new to this, I'm true to this
nightmare, red strings in my Nike Air's
Yeah, the white pair, I'm Jay Rock, most wanted
My chargers? Killing MC's warning
Rock!

[Verse 3: Ab
It's Ab-Soul, gimme the loot, I'm the skinny
In New York City with Puffy, puffing the
All eyes against me, still the score
why I'm always OT on tour
TDE, me we want war
I don't even what piece I like most no more
Two fingers, Two triggers, the difference?
We all gon' die one day until I'm gettin' paid
My grandma watching so I ain't curse
Still gifted like a verse, backwood full of OG
Johnson medicine in my soul to trynna dodge the coffin, Ah
And these are so [bitter sweet](undefined)
I guess it's just a balance we battle
And still trippin' off of Jay-Z tweets
I still got to run when me and Jay-Z meet
Peep Soul number 2
The first one to make beats for CL Smooth
Top got the s550 but the CL
And rolling weed is the time I see L's move
Soul!

4: Isaiah Rashad]
Ay, I think I my second home
Sunny California and it's ya little nigga
You ain't meant for corners, it's what told me
So I looked back, I got a slut in the [back](undefined)
[Fattest](undefined) [elephant](undefined) ass, so we flirt in the
Passing propellers I her, tell her we flying just listen
See we [diamond](undefined) just shining and they gon' us glistening
Brought sand to the beach and we left ya bitchh
For the [record](undefined) in I'm a hecklin' menace
is Robin, I'm Given'
Fuckin' my business
He a regular victim, us in women
Uh, regular niggas, you always cater to
You always wasting my time, you faking the funk
I'm put ya muthafuckin' dream in ya
You keep lookin' for some to be all in ya face
That deep dussy reach niggas, keep
That Tennessee dussy a nigga be dussy
You can never rap better me, 'cause you ain't dedicated
You ain't underrated, you under looked
You overbooked, you just under cooked
supposed to be me and my niggas in the [record](undefined) [book](undefined)
Now they got by myself fresh as fuck